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29 March 2020, 11:13 PM
markj
John Prine
Has the virus, is on vent and in critical condition.

https://twitter.com/JohnPrineM...374068226293761?s=20
30 March 2020, 01:03 AM
Nina
Oh no. A legend. One of my lifelong favorites. I hope he pulls through.
30 March 2020, 01:44 AM
Steve Miller
Bad news. I really like that guy. Frowner


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Life is short. Play with your dog.

30 March 2020, 10:53 AM
wtg
Me, too. He was part of the Chicago folk scene (Earl of Old Town, etc) when I was in college.

Here's hoping he pulls through...


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When the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy, there is always the garden - Minnie Aumônier

30 March 2020, 11:47 AM
CHAS
Very talented man who can write the most depressing lyrics.


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Several people have eaten my cooking and survived.

30 March 2020, 02:19 PM
big al
Sorry to hear that. I've liked him since I first heard him in the '70s.

Hope an angel from Montgomery comes to his aid.

Big Al


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Money seems to buy the most happiness when you give it away.

Why does everything have to be so complicated, all in the name of convenience. -ShiroKuro

A lifetime of experience will change a person. If it doesn't, then you're already dead inside. -MarkJ

30 March 2020, 03:35 PM
Nina
quote:
Originally posted by CHAS:
Very talented man who can write the most depressing lyrics.


"There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose...."

Like that?

But then we also have this gem:

"Come back to us, Barbara Lewis, hare krishna, beauregard...."

(One of my favorite lyrics of all time, because it's just so, well, lyrical Big Grin )
30 March 2020, 04:24 PM
CHAS
quote:
Originally posted by Nina:
quote:
Originally posted by CHAS:
Very talented man who can write the most depressing lyrics.


"There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose...."

Like that?

But then we also have this gem:

"Come back to us, Barbara Lewis, hare krishna, beauregard...."

(One of my favorite lyrics of all time, because it's just so, well, lyrical Big Grin )


Yes, he also wrote some histerical lyrics.

And then there is this:
Well, I woke up Sunday morning with
No way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for dessert.

....I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothing short of dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down


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Several people have eaten my cooking and survived.

30 March 2020, 04:27 PM
CHAS
So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello"

The town drunk of my home town called country music, "Depressing music for retarded people."


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Several people have eaten my cooking and survived.

30 March 2020, 05:59 PM
Nina
Dear Abby, dear Abby
Well I never thought
That me and my girlfriend would ever get caught
We were sitting in the back seat just shooting the breeze
With her hair up in curlers and her pants to her knees
Signed just married
30 March 2020, 06:01 PM
Doug
quote:
Originally posted by CHAS:
quote:
Originally posted by Nina:
quote:
Originally posted by CHAS:
Very talented man who can write the most depressing lyrics.


"There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose...."

Like that?

But then we also have this gem:

"Come back to us, Barbara Lewis, hare krishna, beauregard...."

(One of my favorite lyrics of all time, because it's just so, well, lyrical Big Grin )


Yes, he also wrote some histerical lyrics.

And then there is this:
Well, I woke up Sunday morning with
No way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for dessert.

....I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothing short of dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down


Dude. That’s Kris Kristofferson.
30 March 2020, 06:02 PM
Doug
You may see me tonight, with an illegal smile…
30 March 2020, 08:24 PM
Nina
it don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while.... Big Grin
31 March 2020, 12:07 AM
CHAS
quote:
Originally posted by Doug:
quote:
Originally posted by CHAS:
quote:
Originally posted by Nina:
quote:
Originally posted by CHAS:
Very talented man who can write the most depressing lyrics.


"There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes
Jesus Christ died for nothing I suppose...."

Like that?

But then we also have this gem:

"Come back to us, Barbara Lewis, hare krishna, beauregard...."

(One of my favorite lyrics of all time, because it's just so, well, lyrical Big Grin )


Yes, he also wrote some histerical lyrics.

And then there is this:
Well, I woke up Sunday morning with
No way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for dessert.

....I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothing short of dying
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down


Dude. That’s Kris Kristofferson.


AACCCKKK! Thought it was Kristofferson doing a Prine song. I was wrong, which is amazing in itself.


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Several people have eaten my cooking and survived.

31 March 2020, 08:28 AM
wtg
Update from his wife yesterday said that he is stable.

Here's hoping....


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When the world wearies and society ceases to satisfy, there is always the garden - Minnie Aumônier